Inf Beams

[Verse 1: Meechy Darko]

Money can't buy happiness, dummy, it is happiness

Trap house, got work in them kitchen cabinets

Weed and them tablets, codeine and aspirin

Basking in the ambience while I'm on the Ambien

Klonopins, gold mouth Meechy, million dollar grin

Mescaline, psychedelic, failing with the sentencing

For beating up the beat, and his tongue be his weaponry

Good aim, I'll blow a nigga brain, J.F. Kennedy

Mind frame on the damn backseat of his Bentley

I'm hard to tame, that's why I'm in leopard print everything

You ain't 'bout that life, so it's best you never try, dawg

I ain't scared of death, that's cause I already died, dawg

Blood still wet, cut the check and count them pies, dawg

Motherfuck the Feds, dirty money we divide, dawg

Blood still wet, cut the check and count them pies, dawg

Freaky bitch with me, man - she'll probably lick my eyeballs

[Chorus: Meechy Darko]

Inf beams, you know, guns with the lasers

Couldn't afford a silencer, so we use a potato

Inf beams, you know, guns with the lasers

Couldn't afford a silencer, so we use a potato

Inf beams, you know, guns with the lasers

Couldn't afford a silencer, so we use a potato

Inf beams, you know, guns with the lasers

Couldn't afford a silencer, so we use a potato

[Verse 2: Zombie Juice]

Smoking GDP, mixed with some Chocolope

Hash in the bowl, that super-duper stinky flow

Juicy be the name, gettin' brain, that's a zombie fault

Flatbush nigga, walking dead, that's a killer flow

Smith & Wesson, catching wreck in your confession

Want the safe, and the stash, and the ma'fucking weapons

Too much Hen, now Juice is going in

Off tops, fuck cops, we hot, you not, that's why they honoring

I've only been around for a second, but I'm killing it

No rest for the wicked, niggas stay lifted, high-class livin'

Put the biscuit straight to your bitch lips

She gone kiss it, I am pimping

My .44's my bulldog, my dog shoots niggas' ears off

My full mask and my AK, tear a nigga out his Chevrolet

My terrier's my .22, just for the litle-ass bitch in you

Two shots for my niggas on the block

Said he feelin' myself, and I ain't gotta see 'em hot

Outlaw, bumping 2Pac, outlaw, bumping 2Pac

[Outro: Meechy Darko]

I am the one to follow, I am the role model

All my tips is hollow

All my clips extended, all my whips is polished

All my teeth is gold, all my bitches models

All in all, I'm all for the onslaught of all of y'all

So all aboard, everyone

Awful that I must perform a Holocaust

And offer off the souls of those to get a simple point across

A cross cannot deport ya from the torture or this scorcher

You will not refuse this offer

Sign the dotted line with blood, you will not refuse this offer

Sign the dotted line with blood, you will not refuse this offer